only His eyes
give the light
in which I want to live
there is a map
...
memories
marching along my limbs
I can hear a patter
...
she was standing changeless
immovable
with her lips bent
for a kiss
...
there is a place
where an ocean of tears
is only a drop
and a dropp of blood
...
a beautiful morning
love behind the clouds
and two drunk goshawks
...